After trekking all the way back to Sina’s friend’s home, I walked up the stone pathway. Red plastic cups littered the front lawn. The music from last night had died down completely. And this place smelled of liquor and piss.
I knocked twice on the front door. “Open up.”
Dressed in fuzzy emerald pajamas, Maxine opened the door. “What’re you doing here? It’s, like, six in the morning. Sina hasn’t been here since last night. I thought she went home with—”
“Where’s your boyfriend?”
“My boyfriend?” Maxine asked, cheeks reddening. “You mean, Xorgor?”
“You’re dating, right?” I stepped into the house. “Right. Where the f**k is he?”
Sighing softly, Maxine closed the door behind me and led me to the back room, where Xorgor was lying on a bed with his junk hanging out everywhere. Jesus f*****g
